Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(STEVEN YELLS AND GROANS)

Please, I will tell you everything, just get me to my flat, yeah?

- (GLASS SHATTERS) - (GRUNTS)

So, before you get excited and put on the cape,

DC FITZGERALD: You're in possession of a stolen item.

Of course you didn't, Steven.

If it's not under Steven Grant, it might be under "Marc."

You hurt people, you abandoned your wife. You left her stranded.

I can't. I can't.

Let me in, Steven.

I just want my life back.

Look, when I am done, when I have repaid my debt,

- No. I swear... - After all we've been...

The Egyptian god of the moon?

Now, give me the body. Let me finish this, and you'll never hear from me again.

Feels like riding with a Victorian duchess.

(STAMMERS) You look different.

This particular group of doctors has a long-standing relationship with us.

Then you let me go.

I thought we were going to the police station.

(GOAT BLEATING)

Oh, God, I wish I could.

How did you find me?

Nah, look at him. He's just a fancy drunk.

There was so much suffering, so much pain...

- Inside of it is all sorts... - Stop what you're doing right now.

(SWITCH CLICKING)

- Oh, I don't have it. - No?

Marceline Desbordes-Valmore?

I don't have a surname, just Marc.

Strange, innit?

See? Oh, God, they've come for me.

(STEVEN GASPS AND YELPS)

I never forget a face.

Let me save us.

That scarab functions as a kind of compass,

- No. Hey. Listen to me. Listen to me. - (POUNDING ON DOOR)

His retribution comes too late.

But I can't have you interfering in what I have left to do.

A bit. Yeah, a bit. Watch, here it comes. Wait for it.

Oh, my God, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

Um, no, she's my favorite.

(BOTH SPEAKING IN MANDARIN)

She shouldn't be here.

Well, maybe you know someone who does?

That was so strange. Sorry about...

Take it. I don't want it. I don't want it. I swear. Have it.